Zim followed Matthias down the stairs, "This is where Martin the Warrior resided." Matthias spoke, his voice rang clear in the room. "Martin?" Zim thought, "Who is this Martin?" Zim picked up an amulet, it was the color of crimson, he put it away into his PAK. "Oh, I never caught your name, who might you be?" Martin questioned, watching Zim closely.
"Me?" Zim chuckled to himself, "Me..? I am Zim." He liked that name, it represented him, and gave him pride.
"Well, okay, Zim. You can go now, the storm has stopped." Zim nodded, and granted a last goodbye, and left the kingdom.
He dodged the puddles, and quickly made haste to home. "GIR!" Zim shouted, then realized with a pang that GIR had been terminated by the Tallests not long ago, and that he was now a rogue irken. He sighed, "Whatever shall I do without that SIR?" He pulled out the amulet from his pak, it was a deeper red now, like blood. He examined it closely, there was a keyhole at the bottom where a key was meant to go in.
Yes, I have to find that key, it might be my only chance to unlock the secrets of this amulet.
"Me?" Zim chuckled to himself, "Me..? I am Zim." He liked that name, it represented him, and gave him pride.
"Well, okay, Zim. You can go now, the storm has stopped." Zim nodded, and granted a last goodbye, and left the kingdom.
He dodged the puddles, and quickly made haste to home. "GIR!" Zim shouted, then realized with a pang that GIR had been terminated by the Tallests not long ago, and that he was now a rogue irken. He sighed, "Whatever shall I do without that SIR?" He pulled out the amulet from his pak, it was a deeper red now, like blood. He examined it closely, there was a keyhole at the bottom where a key was meant to go in.
Yes, I have to find that key, it might be my only chance to unlock the secrets of this amulet.